Raven stared at the translucent purple-pink interface floating before him, his eyes widening as the impossible reality crashed down upon him like a collapsing mountain.
"What the hell... are you coming right now?" he breathed, his voice barely above a whisper as his jaw clenched tightly. His hands slowly curled into fists, knuckles whitening as the full implications hit him like a sledgehammer to the gut.
'Now? After all these years of being treated like garbage? When the world is about to end?' His mind raced as he stared at the system interface that had once been a dream of his teenage fantasies for so long.
The timing was beyond cruel - here he was, standing in a war camp with demons literally at their doorstep, and the power he'd dreamed of since his transmigration finally decided to manifest.
His chest rose and fell rapidly as conflicting emotions tore through him.
[Host's emotional distress detected]
[To awaken the system, there was a particular condition required.]
The system's mechanical voice echoed in his mind, devoid of any empathy for the guy who climbed this high by gripping whatever he could get—converting sexual essence into his temporary strength, which needed to be recharged again and again.
If he were to compare the way his power worked, it was the same as how vampires sucked blood; he sucked women's bodies—either using his cock or mouth—devouring a type of energy which, due to his trashy bloodline, only kept him barely stronger than knights.
"What condition?" Raven demanded through gritted teeth, his mind already working despite his emotional turmoil. "You shithead. What fucking condition?!"
The interface flickered, new text materializing with an almost mocking slowness that made his blood pressure spike.
[CONDITION MET: BETRAYAL OF HUMANITY]
[REQUIREMENT: Host must betray the Hero Party and allied forces and lead them to their inevitable death.]
[STATUS: CONFIRMED - Host has been providing strategic intelligence to the Demon King's forces for this major expedition.]
As those words burned themselves into his consciousness, Raven blinked hard, his entire body going rigid. His hands clenched so tightly that his nails dug crescents into his palms as he inhaled sharply, closing his eyes against the crushing weight of realization.
'Fucker... was this the condition?' The memories came flooding back like a broken dam.
Every carefully crafted message sent through intermediaries. Every strategic detail leaked to enemy forces. Every calculated move designed to ensure his own survival in this hellish war.
He had indeed been the traitor for a few months.
But not because he had some kink to betray humans when his life depended on those women.
It was simply because, unlike other idiots who made his brain work like a slave, his analytical mind recognized an inevitable truth - someone was already feeding information to the Demon King.
The enemy's uncanny ability to predict their every move, to counter their strategies before they were even fully implemented, proved it beyond any doubt.
'If someone's already selling us out, why shouldn't I be the one to survive?' he remembered thinking during those long, sleepless nights when he first started making contact with demon intermediaries. 'At least this way, I can control what information gets leaked and maybe, just maybe, live through this nightmare.'
But now, staring at the system's accusation, a far more disturbing possibility crept into his mind like poison through his veins.
What if there had been no other traitor? What if his own leaks were the source of the Demon King's supernatural foresight?
The irony was so bitter it made him want to vomit.
He'd betrayed humanity to survive what he thought was an already doomed cause, only to discover he might have been the architect of that doom himself.
"No... something is missing here," he whispered to himself, the words tasting like dried mouth—too unsatisfactory.
'Then how the hell are the demon generals already prepared for counterattacks? I wasn't giving them major battlefield intelligence...' The strategic part of his mind refused to let the mystery go, even as his world crumbled around him.
He had planned to send strategies from the capital city, yet failing again and again, leading him to arrive here. After realizing he needed to choose the side with the greatest probability of winning, he chose the Demon King. But contacting him from the capital was dangerous. So he was here directly at the front line, fully aware he would be the first one killed.
Shaking his head to clear the spiral of self-doubt, Raven forced himself to focus on the present, as whatever happened in the past didn't matter now.
[Would Host like to view System Interface and Abilities?]
"Show me," he commanded, his voice steady despite the hurricane of emotions raging in his chest.
The interface expanded, revealing a detailed status screen that made his heart skip several beats.
[INCUBUS DOMINATION SYSTEM - STATUS PANEL]
[Host: Raven Lustre]
[Level: 67]
[Race: Human (60% Incubus Bloodline)]
[Class: Strategic Genius, Weakest Hero]
[IP: 10/700 (For next level)]
[Stats: ...only for user]
[INCUBUS POINTS (IP): 0]
- Farm IP through female orgasms during sexual intercourse
- Base: 10 IP per orgasm
- Virgins: +50 IP bonus
- High-value targets: +5 IP per orgasm
- Bonded mates (50+ Loyalty): +20 IP when finishing inside
Raven's eyes scanned the numbers with the cold precision of his strategic mind. The stats confirmed what he'd always suspected - he was indeed the weakest member of the Hero Party by a significant margin.
While his intelligence score of nearly 80 points in total placed him at genius level, his other stats barely scraped the bottom of what could be considered "hero-tier."
To be honest, he was not a genius, just a teenager addicted to gaming and web novels, who understood how a city isekai battlefield common sense worked.
'Pathetic,' he thought, echoing Astasia's earlier words. 'No wonder they treat me like garbage.'
[AVAILABLE ABILITIES:]
[PASSIVE ABILITIES - UNLOCKED:]
- Pheromone Enhancement (Permanent): Increases attraction and sexual receptiveness in targets.
- Sexual Stamina (Basic): Enhanced endurance during intimate activities.
- Incubus Charm (Weak): Natural charisma boost with the opposite gender.
[ACTIVE ABILITIES - LOCKED:]
- Ability Theft: Steal one ability per penetration cycle.
- Loyalty Binding: Bond females as permanent mates (Cost: 10 IP).
- Shared Senses: See through bonded mate's eyes (Loyalty 50+ needed).
- Perfect Domination: Complete mental control (Loyalty 100).
The system continued scrolling, revealing mechanics that made his pulse quicken despite everything.
The ability to steal powers from women he had sex with, to build loyalty meters, to create an empire of devoted followers - it was everything he'd fantasized about and more.
[BONDED MATES: 0]
[LOYALTY METERS: None Active]
[SPECIAL NOTES:]
- Host's weak incubus bloodline not sufficient to charm anyone stronger than him.
- System activation triggered by meeting betrayal conditions.
- Ability theft only functions on bonded females.
- Mates can be bonded at first penetration automatically.
- Triple IP bonus when a bonded mate reaches 100 Loyalty.
Raven absorbed every detail with the focused intensity that had made him the Hero Party's primary strategist.
Even in his darkest moment, his mind was already calculating possibilities, forming plans, identifying opportunities.
"Raven! RAVEN, YOU BASTARD! GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE NOW!"